Chapter 001: Biological Chips

The boy who has never left the cabin is familiar only with the area centered around this cabin, which extends no more than one hundred meters away

Recording, analyzing, and storing, and as individuals surpass the limitations of their genes, the genetic chip will continuously enhance its processing speed based on the physical condition of the chip itself, assisting humanity in its evolution at the genetic level

The dim attic where Raymond lived was located on the top floor of the cottage. He slowly moved his body against the wall, and when he passed the second floor, he saw a corpse lying on the floor in the corridor

Further away lies an endless darkness, with a foul stench and the smell of burning carried by the wind, accompanied by a buzzing sound reminiscent of insects vibrating their wings

Slightly twisting his neck, he wanted to see everything clearly, but the intense pain radiating from the back of his head caused Raymond to let out a muffled groan, and soon his vision faded to white as he fainted again

Silently comforting himself, he watched the flames spreading from the stable outside, threatening to ignite this small house as well. Raymond, dragging his weary body, walked towards the door.

The headache is excruciating, and my whole body feels sore and weak

Taking a deep breath, leaning against the wall and watching the raging fire outside, Raymond needed to digest this fact. Since even his genetic chip had been brought here, it was inevitable that his very genes had also been transported to this unfamiliar world, becoming a part of his current body

Raymond, who has likely traversed with my genes and chip, needs time to process all of this

However, unlike a normal person, the lower half of this human model, as indicated by the chip detection results, shows that only the area above the waist consists of human flesh, while the portion below the waist is surprisingly made of stone

After the chip restarts, it will become an inseparable part of his brain, and the voice will transform into the current tone, with no return to that sweet female voice

Stealthily approaching the door, Raymond was just about to carefully observe the situation outside when a sudden alarm sounded in his mind: "Alert! Alert! Unknown toxin detected, with a spread radius exceeding fifty centimeters. Evacuate immediately!"

Cautiously circumventing the corpse of the cook, Raymond made his way down the stairs to the front door, where he finally saw the strong coachman. He must have died here at the entrance along with the cook, but only half of his robust thigh remained.

The voice, heavy and aged, spoke and then broke into a violent cough, the muffled, hoarse sound emanating from the chest resembling that of an old exhaust fan, dry and lacking the lubrication it needed

This instinctive reaction, inherent to his own being, caused a spontaneous response that left Raymond's scalp tingling; he realized that something had gone awry

Moreover, looking at the old man with an expression akin to that of viewing a monster, after a moment of hesitation, Raymond finally voiced his question: "I have been poisoned and will not survive for more than a week."

Living in the same small house with him were also a plump cook and a strong but not very bright coachman

Upon hearing this sound, Raymond felt no panic; he understood that this was a benefit bestowed upon Earthlings from the moment of their birth. The current sound was produced by a chip implanted in his personal genes, which would only emit such a sound upon its initial activation

Countless black-winged insects were clinging to his skeleton outside the door, gnawing at it, and the sound of crunching could still be heard.

The entire stable is nearly engulfed in flames, and the luxurious carriage parked outside has been reduced to nothing but a large metal skeleton.

Gently stroking the back of his head, the sticky sensation made Raymond realize that this guy had come to kill him

The data, like a waterfall, continues to refresh, but Raymond's expression has completely changed

The target is surrounded by a chaotic energy field, which is dangerous! The mechanical voice of Number One echoed in Raymond's mind, as the three-dimensional human model in his eyes showed the rock portion gradually expanding upward.

On a makeshift object that can barely be called a table, there rests a lamp emitting a faint glow

As I turned to leave the entrance, I silently issued a command to the chip, Raymond, and a magnified image of the insect appeared in my view

Countless blood-red filaments appeared in the pupils, and as the chip probe began, a three-dimensional model emerged before Raymond.

It was as if one were sitting in a pool of blood; the acrid smell of blood, mingling with the original scents in the room, filled the entire space with a peculiar odor that induced nausea and evoked memories of books

"A foolish servant? Have I crossed over? I remember that I was merely reclassifying those adult films from the island nations..." With a bewildered expression, Raymond gently rubbed his forehead and began to murmur, once again surveying the small room around him

Knowing nothing about this unfamiliar world, the original owner of this body was merely a physically present but intellectually deficient servant. The only profound impression left in this body is that of the old man with a head full of white hair, who possesses extraordinary powers that can make this young man feel unbearable pain whenever he makes a mistake

On a small hardwood bed, the bedding is in disarray and emits a faint odor.

Startled and taken aback, Raymond suddenly opened his eyes to find himself facing the window that remained wide open, utterly astonished

The elderly man dressed in a white robe appeared to be in great pain, sitting upright with his body emanating a peculiar sheen, resembling gray rock. Under the illumination of the room's lights, it appeared somewhat eerie

Raymond, who had just awakened from a coma, struggled against his fatigue and slowly opened his eyes. In his blurred vision, a small room appeared.

"Did this foolish servant provoke him?" With some frustration, Raymond habitually rubbed his temples with his fingers

But it was this person who suddenly struck the boy on the head forcefully with the object in his hand

Raymond was quite frustrated, as with the reboot of the chip, the adult films from the island that he had saved in the chip's storage, spanning hundreds of thousands of hours, would also be lost forever. It seems that the current time travel is closely related to the rapid storage function he used for data copying with the chip.

The clothing worn on the body is neither linen nor cotton, coarse and uncomfortable

In the narrow attic, leaning half against the wooden-colored wall is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with a pale complexion

The chip, directly rooted in an individual's genes, is akin to a person's brain. Although it does not possess intelligence, the recording function of the chip can completely capture everything within the line of sight, including sound, images, and even scents.

I do not know how long I have been lying here, half leaning against the wall with the bookish youth. Suddenly, my eyelids moved slightly, and my pale fingers followed suit.

Raymond, who was somewhat at a loss for words, had not yet fully processed the surprise of having acquired the chip when he was immediately struck by this sudden piece of bad news

Alert! Alert! There are undetectable toxins present in the body, and it is expected that paralysis will occur in 198 hours

Hmm, a strange aura, inexplicable mental fluctuations, you are not my servant, what is your name? The hoarse and aged voice sounded exceedingly weak

The analytical function is a fundamental logical modeling analysis, which performs calculations using mathematical and physical methods. The results of these calculations or deductions will automatically be stored in the storage area

Having slightly digested the memories, in the mind of this originally somewhat intellectually challenged youth, the last image he saw was of a sinister face. This seemed to belong to a significant figure who had arrived here in the evening and was warmly received by the old man.

Perhaps this toxin is not as severe as detected by the chip

Headache, general fatigue

Raymond silently issued a command to the chip, "Investigate this person's data."

The personal gene chip HX278060 is at your service! Manufactured by Huaxia Company, supervised by the Earth Federation's Department of Artificial Intelligence Regulation.

As he walked along the corridor in front of the door and entered the innermost room of the small house, Raymond stood frozen at the entrance

The short and stout cook had her body cut into two complete halves, her white brain matter resembling tofu pudding, mixed with shattered organs and blood, staining the walls a dark brown

It seems he wants to escape the cabin, but the coachman, lying face down on the ground, has only half a leg that remains relatively intact on the floor of the room; the rest of his body has turned into a skeleton with scattered bits of flesh and blood hanging from it

The occipital bone has a slight fracture, expected to heal in 132 hours

The capacity of storage areas, which grows alongside the development of individual genes, can store three-dimensional images for thousands of years. For Earthlings who have entered the interstellar age, such chips can enable humanity to completely transcend the learning process, allowing each person to become an erudite with an exceptional memory.

Come to my room

m.hetushu.com.com Beep! Beep! Beep!

Number 1

Will it really die in eight days

Countless such insects seem to be blocked by the gate, with not a single one able to enter. They flap their wings, producing a buzzing sound that is noisy and piercing

The thick logs, the dark room, the lamp with its ancient design, everything is unfamiliar

The blood flowing from the back of his head soaked the wooden board behind him and trickled down to the ground, causing his black hair to become a tangled mass, sticking together.

Please name the chip! The sweet voice continues to resonate in my mind

The black midge, measuring only two millimeters in length, reveals its numerous sharp teeth within its pointed mouthparts when magnified. The bones of the coachman have been gnawed into fine holes by this mouthpart's relentless biting

The introverted and aloof otaku, Raymond, had no choice but to reluctantly accept this reality

This room is his little nest; the boy has little impression of the entire world. His existence serves the purpose of providing labor for an old man

The old man, with his narrowed eyes, scrutinized Raymond carefully until he made him feel completely uncomfortable. Only then did the old man withdraw his gaze and slowly say: "Would you like to hear a story?"

In an instant, the sound of the chip alarm startled Raymond, causing him to quickly take two steps back. However, in his panic, he knocked over the vase behind him. Accompanied by the loud crash of the vase hitting the ground, an old and hoarse voice echoed in Raymond's ears

Raymond's honest answer elicited a hearty laugh from the old man, but under Zhao Tianxing's gaze, the fabric around his lower abdomen continued to change color, transforming into a hue reminiscent of rock.

Hurry up

This is a person who fundamentally has no name, a boy who is born with some intellectual deficiencies

He did not know how long it had been, but when Raymond regained consciousness, a portion of memories that did not belong to him had been added to his mind

Enduring the pain radiating from the back of his head, Raymond slowly sat up and, supporting himself against the wall, walked to the only window in the room. In his line of sight, a fierce blaze was burning, casting a hazy and ethereal glow over the entire courtyard.

Within the fragmented memories of the *illustrated* book, this young boy has lived here since childhood, performing menial tasks such as serving tea and cleaning, a servant born without freedom

Raymond

A three-dimensional model suddenly appeared in Raymond's mind, with numbers cascading like a waterfall, flashing rapidly in his field of vision

Naming successful, the chip system is about to complete its reboot... The sweet female voice abruptly ceased

A long, resonant sound echoed in Raymond's ears.

In the spacious room, chaos reigned, with everything displaced from its original position, and the air was filled with a pungent odor

The mechanical chip's sound does not react to such dire news; it faithfully relays all information that can be explored around Raymond back to his mind

The old man sitting there had a strange gaze that made Raymond feel somewhat uneasy. Instinctively, Raymond added, "This is not my world!"

Raymond, who was somewhat irritated, suddenly awoke completely from this hazy state

As the original owner of the body was almost like a blank slate, his fragmented memories contained no useful information. Without sufficient data, the chip could only establish a complete database after supplementing information about this world

The moment the hoarse and aged voice suddenly sounded, Raymond instinctively straightened his body and immediately responded in a loud voice: "Yes!"

Leimon, half-leaning against the wall, had his gaze fixed on the window in the attic directly in front of him, where he could faintly see the glow of fire outside, accompanied by the sound of burning wood in his ears

What is the feeling of being dead and then coming back to life, you quirky little fellow

This personal gene chip, developed in the twenty-third century, is a gene chip that every inhabitant of Earth possesses. Although its functions are singular, it is indispensable for Earthlings who are already capable of interplanetary travel

After three long beeps, Raymond knew that the chip had completed its reboot. Once he relaxed his body, he issued a command in his mind: "Check body status!"

A sweet, magnetic female voice resonated in my mind

Upon a brief glance, the elderly man sitting in the corner of the room came into view